After a quick disguise, I arrived at the hospital. Sure enough, Hoyles lectured me again.

He complained I was “neglecting my duties,” showing up only days after the TV show.

I listened obediently.

As soon as he finished, someone arrived from the Gothom Pack.

Hearing that his old friend’s beloved grandson was ill, Hoyles immediately took me with him.

Watching my teacher’s anxious expression, I felt a twinge of guilt. But for the plan, I said nothing.

We soon arrived at the Gothom Pack manor. The main hall was already crowded with doctors—some big names I recognized, others I didn’t.

I followed Hoyles to greet the old witch first. That...